I know not War, not Peace.
Neither do I understand Hate, nor Love.
I only see what is, and say that was asked for in them.
For I am only a scout who walks on these shores.
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Determination
Braced yet Floating Swaying in Grace Did the breeze teach me that I need To heal one and all? Is it the poison or the panache?!...
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